Navigator: I have a double six-story house

Su Qing tore open the crew invitation.

The parchment burned on my fingertips, producing golden flames, but it wasn't hot at all; instead, it felt warm.

A line of input boxes appeared in mid-air, waiting for him to fill in a name.

Without any hesitation, Su Qing filled in two words.

But it wasn't Suya.

He knew his sister's strength; Su Ya was only sixteen years old and had not yet undergone systematic combat training.

Bringing her in was less about helping and more about risking her life along with them.

The name he filled in was...

Wang Yao.

The guy whose name alone brings a smile to his face.

【confirm】

The flames exploded and disappeared from his hand.

Su Qing stood on the deck, the salty sea breeze blowing into her collar.

one second.

two seconds.

A burst of white light erupted in the center of the deck, and a figure emerged from the light.

He had a short buzz cut, broad shoulders, and was 1.85 meters tall. Standing there, he was like a wall.

Before the person could even stand properly, they shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Su-zai, I'm here!"

Wang Yao.

Su Qing looked at that familiar face and smiled.

He and Wang Yao grew up together in the welfare home.

Su Qing was eight years old when she brought her younger sister to the orphanage, and Wang Yao was nine years old.

On the first day, Wang Yao was beaten up by Su Qing for stealing a piece of candy from Su Ya.

The next day, Wang Yao challenged Su Qing to another fight, only to get beaten up again.

From then on, the two fought for a year and were punished together for a year.

A year later, Wang Yao pulled out a White Rabbit candy and apologized to Su Qing.

The two became good friends from then on.

Even the director of the orphanage, Zhang Mama, remarked with some emotion, "The friendship between boys is really strange."

Later, when they grew up, Su Qing and her younger sister went to school.

Wang Yao didn't listen to Zhang's mother and go to school. Instead, like the stubborn boy, he stayed at the orphanage to help out.

The small group has temporarily parted ways.

Every year during the Spring Festival, everyone can gather together to eat a warm New Year's Eve dinner with Zhang's mother, even though it may not be a lavish meal.

And every time, Wang Yao would buy Su Ya a bag of White Rabbit candy.

At this moment, Wang Yao stood on the deck, looking left and right, his eyes wide open.

"Wow, you're fast! I just landed and hadn't even figured out which way to go when I received your invitation."

Su Qing crossed her arms and slightly raised her chin.

"Who are you calling? I'm your captain now, so watch your tone."

Wang Yao smiled and saluted on the spot.

"Alright, Captain, what are your orders?"

Seeing the grinning face on Wang Yao's face, Su Qing didn't waste any words and simply threw the iron shield over.

Wang Yao caught it instinctively.

It feels quite heavy when you hold it, weighing at least ten pounds.

He looked down and saw that the shield was made of iron-gray material with steel nails around the edges, indicating solid workmanship.

Then he saw the information label that appeared above the shield.

Iron Shield (Grade C Defensive Equipment)

Wang Yao's expression froze for a moment.

"Grade C?!"

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Wang Yao flipped the shield over and over again, examining it several times.

"C-grade equipment?"

"The starting island?"

"Day 1?"

Su Qing ignored him, took out the piece of roasted meat, and waved it in front of Wang Yao.

The sizzling oil from the grilled meat was still releasing steam, and the aroma carried on the sea breeze.

Wang Yao's nose twitched, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

Large chunks of roasted meat (excellent food)

Wang Yao slammed the iron shield onto the deck, his voice trembling.

"Su Qing, tell me honestly, have you awakened a cheat ability?"

He held up three fingers and counted them one by one.

"Crew invitation, C-grade defensive equipment, excellent quality food—you're telling me this is a normal start?"

"Even those lucky ones who awakened their talents probably couldn't produce these things on the first day, right?"

Su Qing remained expressionless, neither admitting nor denying, but merely raising an eyebrow.

"Just tell me if you want it or not?"

"..."

Wang Yao remained silent for a full two seconds.

Then he knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and looked very serious.

"Wang Yao has wandered half his life, only regretting that he has never met a wise ruler! If you do not abandon him, Yao is willing to become your godfather!"

Su Qing kicked him in the shoulder.

"Get up, you're a year older than me."

Wang Yao chuckled, patted his knees, and stood up.

But he didn't continue making a fuss. Instead, he took the barbecue and carefully put it away.

Then he picked up the iron shield again and slung it over his left arm.

The shield reflected the midday sun, casting a shadow on his face.

His smile vanished instantly.

Wang Yao looked at Su Qing, his gaze darkening.

"Speak."

"Um?"

"Giving you C-grade equipment right off the bat, and it's defensive type, so the class you chose definitely isn't a tank."

Wang Yao tapped the iron shield with his knuckles, making a dull sound. "You need a front-line tank to help you absorb damage."

He paused for a moment.

You need to complete the entire game.

It is not a question.

Su Qing did not deny it. He drew the musket from his waist and spun it in the air in a magnificent arc.

"Musketeer, F-rank," Su Qing said. "His attack power is sufficient, but his reload speed is too slow; he'll be taken down in one hit."

"I need a shield-type class to help me hold the monsters and give me room to deal damage."

"I want to beat all five difficulty levels on the starting island."

Wang Yao didn't ask why.

Even though he had never been to school, he knew how dangerous it was to clear all five difficulties of the starting island.

He didn't object, but stared into Su Qing's eyes as if confirming something.

Those eyes were calm, without fanaticism or the madness of a gambler.

Only two seconds passed.

"Which shield-type class?"

"Iron Wall Guard".

Wang Yao nodded and opened the career selection interface.

The moment the white light shone, energy coursed through Wang Yao's entire body.

His physique had not changed significantly, but the muscles on his exposed forearms had tightened a bit, and a faint layer of rock-like texture appeared on the surface of his skin, which disappeared in an instant.

A heavy set of chainmail covered his upper body, with two leather straps tightly binding the iron shield to his right arm.

Crew Member Name: Wang Yao

[Occupation: F-rank Ironclad Guardian]

[Skills: Provocation, Perseverance]

Wang Yao stretched his shoulders, and the iron shield slammed against the ship's side with a loud thud.

"Then let the show begin."

Su Qing turned to look at the dilapidated wooden door on the island, creaking in the wind.

Behind the door is the initial copy.

Simple, ordinary, difficult, nightmare, hell.

Five layers, you have to break through each layer one by one.

"Let's eat the barbecue first," Su Qing said.

"Shall we eat now?"

You eat it all.

Wang Yao was taken aback. The experience points from this piece of roasted meat were enough to level up three times in a row. Su Qing didn't touch it at all and gave it all to him.

"If the front row isn't tough enough, it's useless no matter how high the output of the back row is."

Su Qing was checking the firing mechanism of the musket without even looking up.

"As your level increases, the Iron Shield's block chance will also increase. Level 1 is enough for me now; the Musketeer's attack power doesn't depend on level."

Wang Yao opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

He tore open the roasted meat and chewed it heartily.

A warm yellow light rose from his body, once, twice, three times...

He was promoted three ranks in a row.

[Wang Yao's Level: 4]

Wang Yao felt the expanding power within his body and clenched his fist.

Su Qing tucked the musket back into his waistband and walked toward the wooden door.

"Level 1, Easy difficulty."

He pushed open the door.

Behind the door was a dark cave, filled with a damp, musty smell, and the distant, harsh sound of metal dragging on the floor could be heard.